This is a song about "E ft"

Easy e, easier said than done

Top ranked, number one my son

To 2 pac b.i.g, easy e and the beat

Now the first week sales can't hardly compete

Pardon my absence, i'm actually far out of town wit a pound

Dragging you by your bare hair and burying you 6 ft in the ground

My money quite loquacious, so commas riddle my statements

She moaning and groaning, "a e i o u" no consonants/

It was just another party

Its the h.o.r.s double e

I'm just ridin i done put a thousand miles on my body

I will never quit 'til the day that i d to the i to the e

Bitch i can't let goi been strugglin' too long, thuggin' too longand niggas is stealing my shit

Unfortunately the little nigga's like 4 ft 3, the guys a fuckin' midget